Jo and the Bush

When I was a little filly, a galloping blaze overtook my city

So they shipped me off to the orphanage. Said, "ditch those roots if you wanna fit in"

So I dug one thousand holes and cut a rug with orphan foals

[Now] Memories are blurred, and their faces are obscured, but I still, know the words to this song

When you've bungled all your bangles

And your loved ones have been mangled

Listen to the jingle-jangle

Of my gypsy tambourine!

'Cause these chords are hypnotizing

And the whole world's harmonizing

So please children stop your crying

And just sing along with me